Waiting Can Be A Good Thing
As I sat on the water one evening, in my free time, I watched a man wait for his meat to cook on this cool, crisp evening where the fading sun still shone on, making sparkling, twinkling lights against the water, and bronzing faces. No sign of exasperation showed in his demeanor. He was calmly waiting...and sipping on his drink..and looking around. I realized he was having a good time, by himself, with the meat, silently waiting. How often do we do that? How often do we take the time to silently enjoy in the waiting? Okay, phones down. No more reading. No more texting. Look to see who's in from of you. In. This. Moment.